With a new apartment and a fresh start in life, I opted to spread my wings at every given chance. I submitted a few demos to different stations and was contacted to appear on QPTV, Queen’s Public Access Television. This would be my first time on syndicated TV, and having my brother and father with me gave me an extra boost of confidence. As we loaded into the car and hit the road, I remember looking out the window, feeling as though I was on the cusp of something big. This was foreign to us all. My dad had zero experience in the entertainment industry, and my brother had only ever been televised as a short-lived independent wrestler many years prior. We arrived at the station, and are whisked away into a waiting area, where the production crew would break down the itinerary of the experience. With the lights and cameras came the action, and I couldn’t help but glance over to my entourage, who stood in the dark behind the bulky equipment. The glare of the stage lights lit the creases in their smiles, and I could feel their happiness. While the rest of the world was lost in the day-to-day minutia of regular life, we were doing something special: we were believing in ourselves. In time, this would make all the difference.
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